Ding Dong! *The door bell rang*
Carefully descending the ladder and scrunching her face in displeasure of being disturbed amidst of dusting, she hurried towards the door unaware of her condition.
As soon as she opened the door, wide smile spread on his face and he requested, “Jee ek katori cheeni mil sakti hai kya?” forwarding the empty bowl in his hand towards her, without even giving her a chance to greet him.
There she stood…..clad in a haphazardly tied lemon yellow cotton saree and printed blouse. The tucked pallu granting him an ample view of her buttery slender waist…. her voluminous curve playing peek a boo from the side of her pallu which was crushed to the shoulder…… hair tied up in a loose bun with a few strands falling on her face and beads of perspiration adorning her forehead and neck made her look an absolute mess… but to him, she was a tantalizing beauty.
He stood mesmerized, drinking every bit of her with his eyes…
“Maaf kijiye, mere paas cheeni nahi hai” she replied breaking his reverie, with pseudo tone of irritation in an attempt to hide her blush upon seeing him.
He was dressed in washed denim pants and pale yellow fitted shirt with top two buttons undone and the third one too which was broken in a hurry while he got dressed… not wanting to waste time, he had abandoned the idea of changing into different shirt which in turn gave her a maiden view of his muscular chest….
“Lagta hai aapko disturb kiya hai mai ne,” he replied in an slightly apologetic tone…
“Jee bilkul.. mai ghar khaali kar rahi hoon aur bahut kaam hai,” she exclaimed haughtily..
Hearing that, he said in an over modest manner “Aisa hai toh mai aap ki madad kar deta hoon… after all padosi hote hi isliye na…..” while barging into her house without seeking her permission.
“Jee dhanyavaad… mai akele sambhaal loongi,” she voiced dismissively as if resisting his help….
Wearing a flirtatious smile and bending forward slightly, he insisted “Mohatarmaaa…. Mai toh sirf madad karna chahta hoon… I will be a great helping hand…” while swaying his hands in front of her.
“Teekh hai,” she replied uninterestingly though was beaming in joy inside at his presence as she slowly proceeded towards the ladder which was placed in the middle of the room.
“Waise bura na maanegi toh ek baat poochoon aapse…” he quizzed in an attempt to keep the conversation alive with her….
“Poochiye..” she stated while pausing her footsteps.
“Bas yehi jaanna tha ki aap makaan kyun khaali kar rahi hai ? Landlord se problem toh nahi..?” he continued while closing the distance between them….
“Aise koi baat nahi… Mai shaadi karne jaa rahi hoon toh ab iss ghar ki zaroorat nahin hai..” she answered while trying not to get distracted by his charm…
He looked irresistible as he walked tall towards her with both hands inside the respective denim pocket. The shirt stretched across his broad shoulders and outlined even the minutest details of his chest…..
“Kya? Aap jaisi itni khoobsoorat ladki single kaise ho sakti hai? Mujhe pata hi nahi tha…” feigning shock, he sighed at his lost chance..
“Pata hota toh kya karte?” She urged while biting her inner cheeks to curb any upward curve forming on her lips..
“Bol doon” he teased while moving closer to her…
“Jee” with slightly bend head, she nodded while glued to her position.
“Bol doon Pakka” ensuring again, he moved closest to her leaving just an inch between them…
“Haan zaroor” she assured while getting slowly intoxicated in his manly scent…
“Pata hota toh mai hi aap ko propose karta… kisi aur ko mauqa hi nahi deta” inching more closer towards her, he said in a husky voice…
His open flirtation made her skip a heartbeat while scattering deep pink hue all over her face……. unable to respond she just stayed mute…
Gathering more confidence with her silence, he breathed in her ear, “Der toh ab bhi nahi hui hai… Mai taiyar hoon shaadi karne ke liye agar aap bhi haan kare toh”
Stunned at his bold move, she looked at him, only to find a pool of desire stirring in his eyes… “Mai aap ko jaanti bhi nahi toh aise kaise,” she muttered gathering all her courage to resist his advances…
“Toh ab jaan lijiye… banda haazir hai” with a smirk, he whispered near her ear…
As a final attempt to curtail his sinful advances, she gently pushed his shoulder and moved ahead. Climbing the ladder, she ordered meekly, “ Pakad lijiye……. Yeh seedi ko”
Chuckling internally at her coy attempt to escape him, he nodded, “Hmm” while stiffening the smile from escaping his lips…
Holding the ladder with his firm hands, his face was barely inches away from her smooth buttery waist as she stood on the ladder to dust the ceiling fan. It was his turn to be self-poised now….. Breathing near her bare waist was something he would have never ever imagined even his wildest dreams…but thanks to her naiveness, it was a reality for him. A gentle lift of his eyelids was enough to unveil the full view of her curves…. Yet gulping down his desires, he took a shallow breath and bowed his eyes down.
As if the nature had conspired against him, a gentle breeze through the window filled his insides with her floral scent fragmenting his restraint behavior… overpowered momentarily by passion, he delicately grazed his lips over her navel making her freeze to the spot instantly at his gusty move…
Not receiving any adverse reactions from her, in an daring attempt, he blew sensuously in her waist which send shock waves all over her…
As she clutched his shoulder in a desperate attempt to keep calm…. being more adventurous, he once again blew all over waist at a torturously slow pace invoking sensations inside her….
Unable to hold herself still on the ladder, she stepped down to face him as he stood pleased at the effect he had on her which irked her minutely..
“Aap meri madad ke liye aaye hai na… toh yeh sab kya kar rahe hai” she mouthed in a mock annoyance…
With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he drawled, “Wahi toh kar raha hoon…” as he slowly traced his fingers on her waist.
In a raspy voice, he continued “aapke kamar mein thodi dhool lag gayi hai.. wahi saaf karne ki koshish kar raha tha mai,” strumming her waist in various rhythms as if it was his favorite instrument.
Her breath grew erratic, heartbeat raced and her insides were exploding with desire… unable to handle anymore of his ministrations, she pulled him closer by his collar and nuzzled into his chest…. Hugging him tight and placing a kiss in his chest, she gasped “Anoooooj….”
Hugging her back with equal fervor, he blew in her ear, “I love you Anu…”
“Mai bhi aapse bahut pyaar karti hoon Anujj…” she cooed while sliding her hands near his chest…
Feeling gratified at her response, he kissed her forehead. Softly tipping her chin upwards as he pulled apart from her a tad. With his signature eyebrow lift, smirkingly he teased her, “Toh mai jeet gaya na challenge”
Mortified at his tease, she buried her face back into his chest and mumbled, “Taang mat kijiye naaa…” making him chuckle as she reminisced their previous night conversation about vacating her rented apartment.
He had offered to help her which she declined keeping in mind the endless teasing Anuj would have to endure for being Joru ka ghulam or Anupama ka chamcha… But he being more adamant to help her, responded, “Fiancé banke nahi toh padosi ki tarah to mai help kar sakta hoon na..”
In a momentary playfulness, she chirped, “Lekin mai toh padosi ko kuch khaas jaati nahi hoon aur utna pasand bhi nahi mujhe” with a frolicking smile on her face which in turn amused him.
Playing along, he suggestively said, “Accha jee.. aisi baat hai toh kal aap apne padosi ko acche se jaan bhi lengi aur usse I love you bhi bolengi… ye challenge hai… agar aap taiyar hai toh”
“Teekh hai.. kal dekhte hai” sportingly she accepted the challenge.
A gleaming smile was plastered on her face as the conversation replayed in her mind…. she continued in his embrace thinking on how he had turned the tedious task of vacating house into such a memorable moment for them.
Wondering whether it was perks of having the Anuj Kapadia as her handsome fiancé as well as hot neighbor, she nestled against his chest once more before they restarted the vacating process.
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Not sure if this one turned out good or not, as I took a long time penning this. Hope you all enjoyed it!!!
Debate Mansion
Pati Patni Aur Panga
